there is always hope
"Ohhh. Oh. Okay, yeah. I'll not throw up then," Ronin said, wanting to nod but reminding himself not to just in case the movement caused the inevitable to happen. Leaning forward into Remi's touch and grumbling as he began to fuss over the cut on the back of his head (and not noticing, luckily, as Sugar cooled down the cloths that the alchemist offered her), Ronin sighed and considered his question.
"I think so, yeah. Vai showed up - think Sugar must have found her. They are all still down there now, I think-" Ronin cut himself off by his own soft hiss of pain, the sensation a sobering one to say the least. Gently he grasped Remi's forearm, if only to anchor against the cold ache that rippled through his skull.
"You were very right. It does sting."
"I think so, yeah. Vai showed up - think Sugar must have found her. They are all still down there now, I think-" Ronin cut himself off by his own soft hiss of pain, the sensation a sobering one to say the least. Gently he grasped Remi's forearm, if only to anchor against the cold ache that rippled through his skull.
"You were very right. It does sting."
